My sacred love has never felt veneration as great as this.
An it never will again I suppose.
Queen your day is coming and the EARTH will shake the clouds will roar.
There is no other true love an it never will be again I suppose.
I hold these words like I hold my child.
I caress these words how i submit to the strapped penetrating thought of when you always confessed your love by concern of me.
My sacred place is knowing your near always.
There's no greater veneration!
©porsha..
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